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This is a declaration of war. For far too long, the status quo has been tolerated. In fact, being average is not only allowed, it is encouraged. Your peers chastise you for striving, for struggling, for wanting more. They paint you as a dreamer. They want you to quit, they want you to fail, so they can feel better about their sorry lot. The less you make of yourself, the less they will be expected to accomplish. These are your sworn enemies. And while they may smile to your face, in private they pray for your demise. You must cut these cold, empty vessels out of your life like a malignant tumor and move on without hesitation. Waste none of your energy on these parasites who expect a free ride. Know that there are no birthrights. The only thing you are guaranteed at birth is death. You have a right to that. The rest is earned. You are entitled to nothing. Fuck a lottery ticketÖ I prefer to get mine the hard way. There is a war going on outside your cozy bedroom window-- An epic battle between the murderers of spirit and the architects of history. The critics vs. the conquerors. Which side are you on?

That's how all this started. I printed out quotes from the Animal articles and hung them up on the wall across from my basement gym. I even have some taped inside my work locker. I'm just wanting to share the inspiration.

To a certain degree , the modern warrior must seek to define his surroudings. One must never let the circumstances of their daily life or the atmosphere of the places they choose to inhabit...dictate the way in which they live their life. Your depth of character and your level of comittment should be evident to all those who cross your path...without you having to say a word...or plant your "hardcore" flag in the sand. Much power lies in words that are unspoken. Many battles are waged without actual battle lines being drawn. We...as modern athletes in our own right...must operate as cells. Power cells. If Bla Bla Bla Family Fitness Center doesnt want us...we dont want them. We will find an adequately outfitted weightroom somewhere...or we will pool our resources and create a new weightroom stocked with the tools of our warfare...the tools of our trade. Those tools , that rub the flesh from our palms until they are raw...they are no different...or of any less value than the chisel of a renowned sculptor. As I have said many times , it is pointless and futile to waste prescious energy trying to win acceptance or adoration from people who do not respect our way of life. There is a new wind blowing this time around...intolerance isnt as popular as it once was...we are stronger now than we have ever been before...we are armed with the knowledge derived from countless un-named troopers who tore themselves apart over years of painstaking experimentation...their quest was to become something different...to challenge the very concept of evolution. We are engaged in hyper-evolution...and we are empowered by our own mortality...mortality is nothing more than a reminder to move your fucking ass like you have a purpose. Your mortality should serve to motivate you beyond anything that I...or any man could say to you...it is your birthright...and a big part of your destiny to call on the strength of those who came before...use their strength and defy any categorey or judgement...defy those who would seek to disallusion you...defy those who would try to restrict your growth of spirit or physical prescence...defy any man or any group of men who would block your path...when they tell you what you are...you say FUCK THAT...and then you show them WHO you are. Together...together is the only way we can stand against the rising of the tide. We will see who is left standing when its all said and done. With brothers like you...I wouldnt bet against me.

The UGOTTAWANNA tribe...

Strength: anyone can work out for an hour, but control what goes on your plate for 23 hours ... thatís hard work

Years ago when I was still competitive people would often come to me for advice on training and nutrition. I would always start by telling these folks about the members of the UGOTTAWANNA tribe. Now this was no ordinary tribe. The elders wouldn't except just anyone oh no! They would determine how worthy an individual was by his desire to be part of this elite group. Many would complain how difficult it was, they would groan these tasks are near impossible to perform so much so they would cry out "What more do we have to do"? it's simple one member answered U GOTTA WANNA! I then would either proceed to help them or give them a swift kick in the ass depending on there answer. No program will work unless you're willingly committed to it. Bill Pearl once told me at a grand opening for one of his gyms that if I couldnt devout 8-10 hours to sleep every night that I might as well give up bodybuilding. I politely excused myself before our conversation was over and thought fuck this jerkoff. Did I turn pro No! Could I have YES! his comment pissed me off because at the time I was sleeping 4 hours a night working 2 fulltime jobs. I continued to carry my trusty igloo with me and trained 6 days a week and never thought twice about it you know why because I was part of that fucking tribe!

ďChampions arenít made in the gyms. Champions are made from something they have deep inside them, a desire, a dream, a vision. They have to have last minute stamina. They have to be a little faster. They have to have the skill and the will, but the will must be stronger than the skill ď

ďThe iron is the best antidepressant I have ever found. There is no better way to fight weakness than with strength. Once the mind and body have been awakened to their true potential itís impossible to turn backĒ

We all die. We will all be in a lot of pain. Itís inevitable. Itís part of life. But in the meantime you might as well be a fucking savage and live your life the way you want to live. And you might as well put your best effort and your best foot forward and train like a motherfucker.
-Mark Bell

It will always be about working your ass off and being consistent to be successful at anything in life! There is no easy way.
-Rich Piana

20 minute abs, 20 minute butt, 20 minute any fucking thing is a pile of bullshit! If you see someone with great abs, a great butt, a great anything, they didnít do that shit in 20 minutes. If they tell you they did theyíre a fucking liar! Come to the gym, work your ass off, earn it! So no matter what... itís that time of the month, your back hurts, you donít feel like it, youíve got aches and pains, itís still your mother fucking set!!!

20 minute abs, 20 minute butt, 20 minute any fucking thing is a pile of bullshit! If you see someone with great abs, a great butt, a great anything, they didnít do that shit in 20 minutes. If they tell you they did theyíre a fucking liar! Come to the gym, work your ass off, earn it! So no matter what... itís that time of the month, your back hurts, you donít feel like it, youíve got aches and pains, itís still your mother fucking set!!!

Youíve got to block out all the distractions when you train. Your focus has to be 100% into the rep. Youíve got to get into the zone. You know youíre in the zone when guys in the gym look you in the eye and then quickly turn away Ďcause they see the fire. Youíve got to be all business